The A Team

Lyrics

And they sayShe's in the class A teamStuck in her daydreamBeen this way since eighteenBut lately her face seemsSlowly sinking, wastingCrumbling like pastries

And they scream The worst things in life come free to us 'Cause we're just under the upper hand And go mad for a couple gramsAnd she don't want to go outside, tonightAnd in a pipe she flies to the motherlandOr sells love to another manIt's too cold outsideFor angels to fly, for angels to fly

And they sayShe's in the class A teamStuck in her daydreamBeen this way since eighteen But lately her face seemsSlowly sinking, wastingCrumbling like pastries

And they scream The worst things in life come free to us 'Cause we're just under the upper hand And go mad for a couple gramsBut she don't want to go outside, tonightAnd in a pipe she flies to the motherlandOr sells love to another manIts too cold outsideFor angels to flyAn angel will dieCovered in white Closed eyeAnd hoping for a better lifeThis time, we'll fade out tonight Straight down the line

And they sayShe's in the class A teamStuck in her daydreamBeen this way since eighteen But lately her face seemsSlowly sinking, wastingCrumbling like pastries

They scream The worst things in life come free to us And we're under the upper hand And go mad for a couple gramsAnd we don't want to go outside, tonightAnd in the pipe fly to the motherlandOr sell love to another manIt's too cold outsideFor angels to fly, angels to fly To fly, flyFor angels to fly, to fly, to flyAngels to die